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After years of remaining tightly wound, yet perfectly safe on the clearest path towards the future (or at least, A future), I knew I had to do it. I had to pull the pin and toss the grenade into the centre of my life; the safety, the security, the knowing. Oh gosh, that knowing. However, want to know what lives outside of that knowing? Outside of your comfort zone? Absolutely everything. All of your hopes, your dreams and all of the amazing things you once believed were beyond your reach, “are meant for someone else/someone braver/someone more deserving” or the things that you have always been told, “that isn’t real life.” I am living proof that it is. It can be real life. But, sometimes you have to pull the damn pin. Now, please don’t get me wrong: I don’t mean that if you are in a wonderful career/relationship/[fill in…

All my life, I waited to plan the trip. All my life, I waited for the perfect time to go.  For the perfect season.  For the perfect conditions.  For the perfect amount of money. All my life, I waited for permission. Where would he like to go? Oh no, he won’t like that. What about this place? No? Okay…this one? No.  Well, maybe some other time.  Maybe next year.  Maybe when the stars align, and he actually wants to do something.  Anything.  Yes, then for sure. And so the cycle continued.  Me, pushing my soul’s deepest desires away.  Down.  So far down.

It’s been ten weeks since I left the comfort of regular work. Walking in at 9 am and wrapping it up by 5 pm. The usual grind and what most find to be the easiest to manage when it comes to scheduling and of course budgeting. But as all of you know, it wasn’t working for me. I needed a change, and so I walked away from it all in hopes that shortly I would find my place and begin working a little more independently and creatively. I immediately started living the barista life over at Love Love Food a couple of shifts per week while I got it all figured out. Tony was able to use some of my skills to help get his new shop organized, and so I’ve spent some time working behind the scenes too. This work helped him out after the big move, and it allowed…

Well, it looks like today is the day. The blog is officially launching, I’m headed on a coffee tour in Kingston, and I may or may not be losing my mind with excitement. For you, the one reading this, it may be no big deal. So, what. A few people are going to throw up some articles on the interwebs and when and if you feel like it, you’ll read them. Yippee. But for us, me especially, it’s a big deal. I have always found great comfort in the relatable. The “Oh, my guuurd! Me too!” moments we have with friends, relatives, even strangers. It’s nice to know that the things we are feeling or going through others are experiencing too. Maybe you’re a mom who’s had a really rough day with the kids. Perhaps you’re struggling with your career, and you’re unsure that the road you have taken is…

It’s 6:59 pm and I promised myself that I would complete a blog post before bed tonight. To be clear, I’ve made this promise to myself every day since Sunday.  I wanted to share details of my experience at Latin Sparks, my latest competition, and I wanted to give all of you a recap on my first week at the bistro. Truth is, it didn’t take time to fill my schedule after I left the office. Tony has needed me a little more than expected and what I thought might be short shifts has quickly turned into full days. I kid you not, I considered using my vibrator to massage my feet. I have a lot of vibrators. I used to buy and sell ’em for a living, remember? Several have never even been touched, so I could totally commit one to my feet if I wanted to. Is this…

I’ve always wanted to connect good people with one another, but it seems I’ve gone about it the wrong way in the past. Trying to host events and coffee shop hangs, only to be disappointed that those who said they would attend bailed. I would invest time and money to make sure every detail was perfect, only to be let down. Don’t get me wrong, some gatherings were successful, and I’m grateful for the connections that I made, but for the most part, things just never worked as planned. I walked away from a significant project years ago because I just couldn’t put more time and energy into something that was draining me mentally. Fast forward five years later, and I’m finally ready to take a different approach. You’re busy. Incredibly, ridiculously busy. (Which is probably why you had a damn hard time showing up at my events.) Maybe you…